A huge thing in a thousand meters, an ancient demon god, and a huge evil thing with surging flames.

Now it is just a dead bone, climbing into the dark hole like a withered vine.

Wu Tie quickly searched for knowledge about Xiangliu.

This huge dead bone...is really useless.

Xiangliu is a fierce object, cruel to outsiders and to yourself. Once you die, Xiangliu's bones are extremely poisonous and will die when touched. There will be a vicious aura spreading all over the world. There will be various bizarre changes when they are together for a long time.

Wu Tie remembered the toxic and extremely aggressive little creatures on the rugged rocky beach on the way here.

Those guys might be affected by the breath leaked from this Xiangliu, so that there was a mysterious change.

In addition, after Xiangliu fell, there would be no valuable residue on the corpse. The essence of its body would turn into a poison and drift away in the moment of its fall, completely turning the surrounding area into a dead place...

Wu Tie suddenly turned around and looked at the dark sand and gravel behind him.

This piece of sand and gravel desert may be transformed from the poisonous gas leaked from this Xiangliu when she died.

Turning back suddenly, Wu Tie saw thousands of huge metal puppets rumbling and rumbling after them.

He screamed quickly, jumped up, and flew towards the black hole hundreds of meters above the cliff.

The general's palm order hurriedly followed Wu Tie, and several fog knife killers also hurriedly followed.

The earth shook slightly, and the metal puppets chased after them, chasing them all the way to the bottom of the cliff.

They seemed to have no ability to fly, or this cliff was a forbidden zone for them. Thousands of metal puppets chased them down the cliff and stopped one after another.

He raised his head and stared at the hole with a scarlet light for a while. The metal puppets slowly turned around and left slowly.

From the outside, the hole was pitch black without any light.

But as soon as I walked into the cave, I saw a large blue-white light coming from the front, which was much brighter than the red light emitted by ordinary Xuri. What was even more surprising was that under the blue-white light, everyone did not leave any shadows.

The air was filled with heat. Wu Tie and General Palm stood in the blue-white light for only a short while, and were burned to sweat all over.

Wu Tie and General Palm looked at each other.

This corridor, which is about twenty meters wide and dozens of meters high, is smooth and smooth, like a carved blue-white jade. Under the translucent stone wall, floating light belts appear faintly, making it look particularly mysterious and ethereal.

This is the ancestral land of the Mist Knife, which is a real secret realm worth hundreds or thousands of times more than the metal caves outside.

The atmosphere became a little weird.

More than ten meters behind Wu Tie, several fog knife killers slightly separated their feet, held long swords in their hands, and made an attacking posture.

The general palm suddenly laughed: "Wu Tie, remember what I said, if you join the fog knife, I will accept you as your disciple... You are a talent, and the fog knife now needs talents in urgent need."

His eyes stared at the White Tiger Strike in Wu Tie's hand, and the left arm of the general palm twitched subconsciously.

He seemed to recall the horror of being shot by a white tiger that day and was swept off his left arm, and the pain of despair.

The General Palm will never forget that the reason why he took action to save Wu Tie was to witness Wu Tie killing two masters of the Chonglou Realm of the Changsheng Sect with one shot... The huge power of Wu Tie when he launched the gun made the General Palm feel heartbroken.

"This is the ancestral land of my mist knife." Inexplicably, the general palm commander said something more.

Wu Tie looked at the general palm order, and pointed his left hand forward slightly, making the general palm order to leave first.

The headmaster nodded, and he walked forward carefully step by step. There seemed to be no special arrangement in the corridor. The group walked smoothly through the hundreds of meters long corridor and came to a spacious cave below the upper circle.

In the cave that was enough to accommodate thousands of people in the conference, three thousand light red stone futons were neatly placed on the ground.

A wave of heat rolled out from these stone futons, and the air was filled with heat that made people's blood fumble. These stone futons seemed to be very beneficial for stimulating the power of blood.

At the core of this cave, in the fire mouth as thick as a bucket on the ground, a blue-white flame silently looked like glass, spraying hundreds of meters high, and turned into a fireball of hundreds of meters in diameter dozens of meters above the ground.

There is an invisible restriction force in the void, which firmly locks up the fireball.

The green light rolled and the heat waves were everywhere, but the fire ball was quietly suspended there, like a blue-white glass ball, clear and without any ripples.

In the fireball, nine blood beads the size of water tanks were quietly suspended there.

The colors of the nine blood beads are different.

Red, white, blue, blue, yellow, and lilac, light silver, dark green, blue.

The general palm looked at the fireball in shock, and looked at the nine blood beads in the fireball.

He could feel the fatal attraction of these blood beads to him, and he wanted to pounce on them and suck these nine blood beads into his body.

But he felt even more that if he really pounced on him, he would have been burned into blue smoke by the blue-white fireball before he could get close to these nine blood beads.

"What is this?" Subconsciously, he muttered to himself.

"Xiangliu essence and blood... is the most fundamental attribute essence and blood extracted from the skull of the Hydra outside."

Wu Tie's mind was filled with relevant knowledge.

"That Xiangliu should have condensed these essence and blood willingly and handed them over to the person he willingly handed them over to. Otherwise, Xiangliu would have died and his essence and blood would have burned into poisonous mist, and it would not have been possible to survive."

"This flame is the Qingxiao Shenhuo separated in lava. It has the most stable and heavy nature and can best remove impurities."

Wu Tie murmured: "Even if Xiang Liu is willing to condense his natal essence and blood, it still contains highly poisonous. If other creatures dare to merge, they will have not gained any benefits, and they will have been poisoned into a pool of poisonous water."

"Use the Qingxiao Divine Fire to burn it all year round, dispelling the poison in the essence and blood bit by bit, leaving only the purest one of the original essence and blood..." Wu Tie said in a deep voice: "With the power of Xiangliu in the legend, these nine groups of essence and blood are so huge that they can cultivate at least thousands of masters."

Wu Tie pointed to the general palm order, pointed at himself, and said in a deep voice: "A mortal like you and me have limited physical accommodation, probably... can absorb a little bit of essence and blood in the size of your fingers and obtain a talented magical power of Xiangliu."

"There are nine heads in Xiangliu, and there are nine kinds of innate magical powers... Everyone can only absorb a little bit of essence and blood from the big fingers, but there is so much essence and blood here." Wu Tie kept retelling the knowledge flowing out of his mind, and the eyes of the general palm were getting brighter and brighter.

"How strong can a drop of essence and blood make people better?" The general palm suddenly interrupted Wu Tie's introduction.

Wu Tie pondered for a while, and he said honestly: "Xiangliu is an ancient demon god. The Xiangliu body outside is 1,000 meters long and has a very deep climate. His essence and blood are powerful. A drop of essence and blood can open a heavy building, allowing people to step into the Chonglou realm... Thousands, or tens of thousands of masters in the Chonglou realm?"

Wu Tie couldn't help but be shocked by this terrible number.

Thousands or tens of thousands of masters in the Chonglou Realm?

Is this the foundation left by the ancestors of the Mist Sword?

It is worthy of being a force that claims to be able to turn the world around or to pieces.

If Wu Tie was not here, Wu Tie had the knowledge inherited by Lao Tie. With the character of the general palm, if he greedily took a blood bead as big as a water tank, he would definitely be wiped out.

The general secretary laughed loudly.

He smiled so hard that he leaned back and forth, his mouth was full of big teeth shining brightly.

He saw the hope of the fog sword rising again, he saw the beautiful scenery of the fog sword unifying the Cangyan Domain, and he saw the magnificent scene of the fog sword rushing out of the Cangyan Domain, sweeping across the outer domain, and conquering countless families and cities.

"Should I be grateful to those traitors?" The general secretary laughed loudly, "If it weren't for their betrayal, they hadn't forced me into a desperate situation... I even forgot the existence of the ancestral land myself, and I wouldn't even think about the ancestral land to look for opportunities."

The general's palm smiled brightly: "Drop away the poison? Yes, yes, no wonder the last words of our ancestors are not to go back to our ancestral land when the water is over and the mountains are too poor... Hahaha, it seems that our ancestors are not sure about these..."

The laughter of the general palm suddenly stopped.

He looked at Wu Tie for no reason: "These nine essence and blood... are the toxicity inside?"

Wu Tie narrowed his eyes, stared at the nine essence and blood carefully for a long time, and then nodded seriously: "Look, there is no impurities inside, and the color is clear and unified... After so many years, the toxicity has been calcined."

Wu Tie pointed to the dark green blood bead again: "But, this essence and blood possesses Xiangliu's natal poisonous magical power... Who dares to take it? I don't dare..."

The four words "I dare not" just came out, and the general commander began to "the suffering of happiness" seriously. Where did you find a group of loyal subordinates who are brave and not afraid of death to take this highly toxic essence and blood...

The armor on Wu Tie's chest suddenly cracked a lot of cracks. The white egg broke Wu Tie's armor with amazing defense and turned into a white light and flew out.

In the horrified eyes of Wu Tie, Zongzhangling and others, the white egg pounced into the fireball condensed by the Qingxiao Divine Fire, and suddenly pounced into a red one, which obviously represents the essence and blood of the fire-attributed supernatural powers of Xiangliu's five elements in the natal power of the five elements of Xiangliu.

With the 'gurgling' sound, the fire-attributed essence and blood were sucked clean by a white egg in just a few seconds.

The general's palm screamed at the top of his lungs: "No!"

Wu Tie took a few steps back. He stood firm against the stone wall, held the Fengyun Banner with his left hand and waved it gently a few times. He shouted sternly: "It has nothing to do with me...this egg..."

The light and shadow around Wu Tie twisted for a moment, and a mist emerged, surrounding him.

Several fog knife killers who came here with Wu Tie and General Palm Command suddenly pulled out their straight swords and surrounded Wu Tie from all directions.

Immediately afterwards, there were no sound of footsteps, and more than twenty fog knife killers wearing tight soft armor and holding straight swords suddenly appeared in the air.

Judging from the number of people, they all arrived at the fog knife killers soaked in the light red pond in the steel cave.

Wu Tie looked at the general's order and sighed.

It seems that the general palm order has also made preparations. These killers are obviously followers and they have come here all the way. But they are following a long way behind, so Wu Tie was unable to find them.

"General's Command..." Wu Tie roared.

"Let him stop!" The general's palm clenched his fists, jumped hysterically, shouting furiously at Wu Tie, and Qinghuang's face was full of twisted and ferociousness.

"I have no choice!" Wu Tie told the general order seriously.

He really couldn't control this white egg.

The origin of this egg is a mysterious way of life left by an ancient powerful man. For this egg, the powerful man directly destroyed the Wuxiang Divine Cauldron, used the Wuxiang Divine Cauldron as a material, and finally turned into this egg.

What can Wu Tie do?

Wu Tie was also helpless.

The white egg slammed into the second silver-white blood, representing the five elements attribute magical powers and metal magical powers.

The corners of the eyes of the general palm exploded, and two blood spurted out.
To be continued...